Rainy Days in Brooklyn Vol.1

Rainy Days in Brooklyn Vol.1

I won't tell anyone that you're still afraid of thunder and lightning if you won't tell that I still wake up in cold sweats from my nightmares. I will never tell another soul that you're lonely if you let me keep you company when the weight of the silence is too much. Because you're nowhere near right now, I turn everything off so I can hear your voice in the rain. The sound is so clear on that cloudy day that I didn't have to strain to understand everything that you'd never say out loud. The same water falling on you is the same water falling on me. We're both caught up in our own thoughts about what we are now as opposed to what we could be. I use the ink from my pen to form these words scrawled on blank pages. It's my interpretation of what I read in the downpour. Later on tonight you'll be curled up in bed with a pillow between your legs wishing it was me. If you wouldn't fight with your conscience and come over here… then it really could be.